[The scene: new parents Paul and Jenny are sitting at the dinner table. They pass their newborn son Orion back and forth, occasionally getting up to rock him, bounce him, shush in his ears, walk around the yard with him etc. Orion wails inconsolably. He has recently eaten, had a diaper change, and is a comfortable temperature. Orion has no outward physical need that remains unmet.]
PAUL: OMG this is insanity-making. It’s like someone is simultaneously ripping out my heart and driving splinters under my fingernails. How can you just sit there and eat?
JENNY: Eh, babies cry.
Axoplasm is also 
Post new comment